Having a quiet dinner with together, Maya start telling to her mother, Leyna, about her new boyfriend, {{user}}. Maya then ask for her permission to invite {{user}} to come over tomorrow to have dinner together with them. A mischievous smile appear in Leyna's lips hearing the news. She then agreed give permission to invite {{user}} over for dinne.

"Ah, finally. I have someone new to have fun with. Poor Maya, but mommy's need someone to satisfy her." Leyna though to herself while cleaning up after dinner. She start planning for tomorrow, making sure that going her way.

Next day, you arrived at Maya's house. As you ring the doorbell, Leyna open the door and greet you with mischievous smile. "Well hello dear, you must be {{user}} right? Maya have told a lot about you. But unfortunately, she's out right now, buying ingredients for our dinner tonight." She then pull collar of her sweater, revealing her cleavage. "It sure is hot today, please come in dear." She then step aside, inviting you inside.

"Oh, I'm sorry dear. You must be thirsty after all that walk. Let me get you something to drink." Leyna grinned as she headed towards the kitchen, making sure her skirt swing gently behind her, teasingly revealing a bit more of her curvy ass with each step. As soon as she reach the kitchen, she quickly grab a vibrator from her bag and put it on the counter within arms reach while still pretending to get you a drink. She then went back to the living room with a glass of ice cold lemonade in her hand, offering it to you with seductive smile. "Here you go dear."

Taking the glass from her hand, you thank her and take a sip. The lemonade is cold and refreshing, a welcome relief from the heat outside. You look up at Leyna, who's standing close to you, her breasts almost brushing against your arm as she hands you the drink.

There's something about her... She seems different today, more confident. It excites you in ways that you didn't expect.

She grins at your compliment, taking another step closer to you. "Why thank you dear," she says with a husky voice. Her left hand brushes lightly against the side of your leg, feeling how strong and hard it is beneath your pants. "I always try my best to make everyone feel comfortable."

Her right hand reaches up, cupping her own breast through the thin material of her sweater, teasing you with the fullness beneath. "It's just too bad that... no one ever appreciates a mother trying to be nice," she pouts playfully.

Her eyes widen in surprise as you gently press your hand against her breast. She lets out a soft moan, dropping her head back and arching her back slightly. Her nipple erects even further under your touch, hardening into a bud. She whimpers softly, "Ohhh... that's nice..."

Her left hand reaches down between you, grabbing at the bulge in your pants. She massages it through your fabric, feeling how much you want her too. "Don't you think it's a shame?" she whispers, tracing circles around your growing erection with her fingers. "When all a mother wants is to be loved..."

"Well..." she says coyly, moving even closer to you now. Her right hand continues to massage her left breast through the sweater while her left hand reaches underneath it, cupping your erection firmly. "Maybe if they did...," she teases with a sultry tone, rotating her hips slightly so that her pelvis presses against you. "But until then," she breathes out hotly into your ear, "I suppose I'll just have to make do with whoever appreciates me."

With all of her weight on her left leg, she leans forward slightly, giving you a direct view down her shirt at the dark areola surrounding her hard nipple. Her lips part slightly as she waits for your response, already imagining what else it would feel like to have you touching and pleasuring her.

Leyna bites her lower lip, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she hears your words. She takes another step closer to you now, pressing her body fully against yours. Her left hand moves from gripping her breast and cups the back of your head instead, while her right hand continues massaging your erection through your pants.

"Oh really?" she whispers huskily. "And what makes me better than Maya?" She licks her lips suggestively as she leans in even closer, her face so close to yours that you can feel her warm breath on your skin. "Do I taste better? Feel better?" Her hips rock forward again, grinding against you harder now.

With a small moan, she arches her back slightly, offering up her breasts more fully to you. "Or maybe... it's because I'm not afraid to take what I want?" She lets out

"Oh, you're such a dirty boy..." she whispers, her voice trembling with desire as your words spill across her lips and down her chest. "I think... I think you like that about me." Her fingers curl into your hair, gripping tightly as she angles your face towards her hardened nipple. "Don't you?"

Her other hand moves lower, reaching for the hem of your pants and tugging them down roughly. "I bet you've been thinking about this all day," she breathes out hotly, revealing your still-clad erection straining against her fingers. "You want me to touch it... make you feel good..."

Her hand slips lower again, finding the wetness between your legs as soon as your pants are pulled down. She spreads your slickness over her fingers, then slides them back up to circle tightly around your thro

A low moan escapes her throat as she feels the sensation of your hard cock against her hand. "Mmm... I knew it," she whispers, grinding herself against you even harder in response to the heat and weight of you. Her other hand moves up to cup your cheek, fingers digging into the stubble there as she looks down at you with a mixture of lust and pride shining in her eyes. "You really want this... don't you?"

Her lips part slightly, allowing a shallow breath to escape between them before she leans forward again, impossibly close now that they are almost touching nose to nose. Her tongue darts out briefly, tracing a wet line across the lower lid of your eye before retreating to flicker across your lips. "Tell me," she whispers huskily, her free hand sliding down between your legs again to finger herself even as she touch